Thursday, February 17, 2005

SOMEBODY STOLE MY THUNDER....AND THOSE DAMN GENES ARE ZIPPED UP WRONG


MY ACHEY BREAKY EVERYTHING

I'm fighting the flu. I have been for three weeks. I just wish the damn thing would come on full blast and get it over with all ready!

First it was the huge bulging lymph node behind my ear, followed by a migraine that takes up residence in half my skull, then chest muscle pain followed by the sore throat, general achiness and nausea. JOY!!!



I've been taking COLD-fx for the past few weeks. It's a good product. Actually, I think it's a great product. The problems lies in the dosing instructions. I am the worst person for taking pills. And anyone who's taken the huge ginseng capsules will totally sympathize - because those things are horse pills. Huge! and so are my cold-fx capsules. So you start off...3 capsules 3 times a day, then 2 three times / day and finally 1 x3 /day.

Well I suck at that. Here's how I manage to implement it...3 in the morning of the first day...followed by 3 the next morning followed by jumping out of bed at midnight to take 2 more and then none the next day and on day four...I really planned to take some but morning turned to noon and then I forgot entirely. I did remember to take the Herbal crack to Edmonton, where I did take 3 capsules before bed. Then I left them in my suitcase and have been forgetting them eversince. I really gotta get them back out of there!

Let's hope I get back on the doping and kick this damn bug. This girl's gonna get pretty cranky if this continues much longer...

Hey Cor: did you know the word for snott is 'Coryza'?



THE CASE OF THE MISS-ZIPPED GENES

Soooo...I got some major major bad news yesterday. At work. The worst place to receive bad news is at work right? At least now I have my own office and could close the door and cry in peace... So the fertility specialist calls and tells me that Big J's genes are all zipped up wrong and he has a condition called a balanced translocation. What's that? Not a bio freak? Well here's a site that has a pretty good explanation - and the dancing DNA pretty much answers all the questions:

Dancing DNA site

It just doesn't sound good folks. It's looking like we are going to need to proceed to plans xy or z. Hmmm...we are clearly running out of options here!

I really don't want to get all emotional here - but I know I've got a bit of a wall up over this. Sometimes it looks like a rock, but it's not a rock. It's mushy inside with a hard exoskeleton. So I might seem like I'm not reacting or feeling it all. I am though. It's just the way I cope - so hopefully those that love me aren't getting freaked out. The point I wanted to get to though...well I just want to say that I have the best damn sister in the planet. You know when you are at your lowest - and there's that person who shines some light back into your perspective, and you can't begin to express your gratitude? ..Well she was that person for me today. And although I was far too fluey and heartbroken to fully show my appreciation - she really made me feel less hopeless. And I want to thank her here publicly for the gift. For the option. I really love you Cor!!! Y And I thank our husbands for understanding the bond between us, and being so supportive of how we support each other.

Now onto some FUNNY!

Have you guys seen the new Walmart commercials? The cheeky ones about their new 'George' line of clothing? Well I just love the new one!!! It's got the guys waking up, realizing someone has stolen all their clothing and running around in their boxers trying to find it. La piece de la resistance however is the background music: Somebody Stole my Thunder.

Seriously - it's hilarious!!!
I giggle everytime I see the thing. I hum the song in the car. I sing it to the Beaze. My husband thinks I'm nuts.



SURVIVOR - IT'S BACK ON!!! YAYAYAYAYAAYYYYYYY!!!!!!

I'm so excited for suvivor. We are running a pool at work. I love survivor pools. (The more people sucked into my little reality TV obsession the better.)
We're doing our draw for the pool tomorrow - Here's hoping for a good pick! It's so much better when you have a personal stake in how a competitor plays the game. Makes for lots and lots of screaming and ranting at the TV...

Hmmmm. Let's hope nobody ever gets any footage of that.

So the beginning was really fun! I like the way the started it. My gut was just wrenching. I totally hated picking teams in school!!! The one or two times I was left to last scarred me for life. You could see those same scars on the faces of those people as the group got whittled down. So sad!

I loved Tom at first - sexy, nice... accent and a fire fighter! What wasn't to love? I was totally digging him! Then when he was all for going to a new island and building new shelter - I was like "What the hell!? Have you watched this show before buddy!?" Now that their group has lost fire in the process...I'm thinking some of his teamates are going to be on my page too....

So much for a sexy accent. Bye bye Tom! It was nice while it lasted...

For those who are interested...
Here's the Survivor Palau line up

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